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“In another timeline, still in the same town of Ponyville… things had turned out quite different for Latch. She’d given up her sword, and adventuring a couple years ago based on an opportunity that found her. It was rare that opportunity did, but her time in Canterlot bore fruit in the most curious of ways. She’d caught the attention of a modeling agency, and while she was a bit gruff in the way of appearance… it only took her one shoot to realize what they’d stumbled upon. First however, they had to break through her exterior.

As time went on, and her shoots allowed her a comfortable state of living within the capital, Latch found herself wanting to move on. She didn’t want modeling to be her career. She didn’t want to end up uptight and with a nose raised higher than most Canterlot nobles. So, she stopped four months in.

As her job with them expired, and no new contract was negotiated to keep her… someone else found her instead. A singular pony who’d made a trip through Canterlot on a whim. She was a dominant pony, one who had quite the admiration of fetish wear. In seeing Latch wandering the streets in rather normal wear… she was asked to do the some small modeling with her, part time. Latch agreed… and while she did move, her place of residence was more than convenient for her new, part time job.

Her first day with Chloe Adore saw Latch modeling simple things such as stockings, and boots. Further down the line, corsets were worn. Thereafter came the bodysuits. With some photos of Latch circulating around… a fashionista had picked up on the trail of the now part time model. With an inventory of latex that was quite expansive, and ever growing… the supplier of future outfits, Bass Canon, saw to it to aid in Latch’s modeling gig. To everyone’s surprise, Latch found these outfits more… exhilarating than the ballgowns, dressed, and formal wear of Canterlot. She wasn’t a model for all things gaudy, or simply gorgeous… no, she was a model of latex, easily given a new identity with a layer of latex worn over her.”

Short story by Feyro